Sure enough, the next moment, the ink-stained knife had already fallen, as early as the moment the man leaned over and kowtowed and begged for mercy, she had already moved, but in the blink of an eye, she only heard the sound of "dong-", and the man's head rolled to the ground......

At that moment, the audience was quiet and a little scary, looking at the scene in front of them, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and after a series of actions like flowing clouds and ink, they held their breath, and they didn't dare to gasp!

As for the wind and ink dyeing that is the party concerned, but it is not affected at all, she wiped the dagger with an expressionless face, and pinned it back to her waist, not a long sword, she just used a short dagger, and easily separated the head of an adult man from his body in an instant......

After doing these dangerous and terrifying things, Feng Mo Ran changed his expression in an instant, and returned to his original smiling and obscene appearance, this scene made many people can't help but smack their tongues, but at the same time, they recovered from their fright.

Anyway, most of these people present are military generals, and almost none of them have never killed anyone, so even if they saw such a scene, they were not scared to the point of weakness, but from now on, they must fight from the bottom of their hearts and change their views on the legendary straw bale prince......

And looking at her obscene smiling face, their mood has changed dramatically.

"Funan, find a few subordinates to come over and help him, deal with him, don't let him stand in the way of Prince Ben's eyes. Feng Mo ordered with a smile in his eyes, and Fu Nan didn't dare to be the slightest bit sloppy when he heard this. It was as if he had escaped and found someone to come over to dispose of the corpse, how glad he had chosen his choice, but fortunately he chose to be on the side of the wind and ink. Otherwise...... Oh, he couldn't think about it anymore, it was terrible, but fortunately, fortunately he wasn't stupid!

After instructing the subordinates, Feng Mo Dye turned his head and glanced at the people present, and more than half of the contestants had already returned one after another. And these people naturally watched the good show of Fang Cai, and the trick of wind and ink. Even if it's to make an example of the monkey, let some fools who are planning to provoke themselves weigh and weigh some people, whether they can afford to provoke them!

And the warning of wind and ink dyeing is already in place. To what extent can I understand it? That is different from person to person, if after this, there are still people who are not afraid of death and dare to provoke Feng Mo Ran, then there is no way, since they are in a hurry to send them to death, Feng Mo Dye does not mind fulfilling them, then let them know and know, what is called there is no return! And she slaughtered one, and brought two. She will slaughter a pair! Wind and ink dye want them to see and understand, and the consequences of provoking her are not something they can afford!

Wind and ink dyeing will make everyone who provokes her regret what they did!

"......" In the face of such a change, Qing Muli didn't know what to say for a while, although he knew from the beginning that Feng Mo Dye was not a simple character, but he never thought that she could be so dangerous, it should be said, he couldn't help but wonder if Feng Mo Dye was really the prince of Hua Dye, although he had no real power, Feng Renzong had not treated her badly in other aspects, but the terrifying aura that she just had just seemed to be imprinted into her bones, without killing many people and dying a lot of blood, it would never be generated......

Wind and ink, what happened to you......

"Brother Ran, who do you think will be the final winner of the bet between us?" Qing Mu pulled up an elegant smile on his lips, as if nothing had happened just now, and he didn't say much, nor did he ask much, but took the initiative to talk to Fengmo Dye and changed the topic, should he say, Qing Mu is careful from this person, or is it terrible, after today, it seems that something will be different......

"The winner is naturally Prince Ben!" Feng Mo Dye didn't break anything, and took over with a smile.

After a while, the contestants all came back, and the people in charge of recording also counted the results, as for the winners, it should be said, is it expected or unexpected, it is indeed wind and ink dyeing, but the deeper things are a little intriguing......

Feng Mo Dye is not interested in knowing what prey they have hit, but there is no doubt that they lost to themselves, they did it on purpose, regardless of the unidentified purple-eyed man, let's just say that Qing Muli and Xian Beilie, these two people, which is not every move, is enough to have an impact on the general trend of the world, although compared to them, Feng Mo Dye is not too reckless, but compared to Feng Mo Dye, they are also more than equal!

They are all evenly matched opponents, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, how can they rely on a small hunting meeting to compare the results? Feng Mo Dye felt that the reason why these three people did this was most likely to deal with him more, Feng Mo Dye knew that he was an unknown from the beginning, after all, the former prince of flower dyeing, but the famous waste straw bale, but this really came into contact, but found that it was not like that at all, but it was an extremely dangerous existence, no matter for various purposes, it was the best choice to explore the wind and ink dye as much as possible!

Through a few intersections, the three of them also know that Feng Mo Dye is not an unreasonable person, a small game of gambling, even if it owes a condition, it will definitely not be too much, and correspondingly, being asked by Feng Mo Dye to entrust the task, and can further contact it, and may know a lot of useful information!

The result came out, the expression on Fengmo's face remained unchanged, she still looked smiling, her beautiful peach blossom eyes turned, and Qing Muli intersected for a moment from the sight of the three of them, and after staggering, she opened her mouth, her tone was frivolous but without waves, so that people couldn't hear her emotions at the moment, "Remember the bet between us, if there is something, I will go to you." ”

The voice of these words was neither big nor small, but it was just enough to reach the ears of the three of them, and they didn't say anything, the purple-eyed man just nodded lightly, but Xian Beilie and Qing Muli replied to her with a light smile, just one arrogant and the other elegant......

As for the other people who heard the words of Feng Mo Dye, they didn't understand, what did she mean? What kind of gambling contract, who did this "we" refer to? It's really confusing, but no one dared to come forward to ask, after experiencing the scene of Feng Mo dyeing and killing people, they more or less realized that they followed the wind and ink dyeing, and it was better to be less curious, otherwise they couldn't be sure, and the next person who was the first to split up should be themselves...... (To be continued.) )